Ma Jiaojiao opened the "gift box".
The "gift box" is a prop in Beat Party.
Opening this box will produce one of the following three results.
First, it gets absorbed by the box and can't play this round of the game.
Second, you gain the right to choose one of three mini-games in the next round.
Third, teleport directly to the treasure chest.
It is a high-risk, high-reward tool.
"Jiaojiao, don't get sucked in."
Zhao Xun heard someone remind Ma Jiaojiao.
He watched Ma Jiaojiao unpack the box and thought to himself, "It can't be that bad, can it?"
but.
Zhao Xun was a little confused. Why was the big girl who opened the box herself, and not a character from the game?
He hasn't figured it out yet.
With a whoosh.
Ma Jiaojiao was absorbed into the box.
—Wow, that's really unlucky!
As Zhao Xun was expressing his feelings, Lu Yibei suddenly patted him on the shoulder and said:
"You won't be able to see your sweetheart anymore either."
"...It's just a crappy game."
After Zhao Xun gave a dismissive reply, she immediately retorted, "What sweetheart!?"
But as soon as he opened his mouth...
Everyone around was gone.
Whether it was Ma Jiaojiao, Lu Yibei, or the other people who played games together, they all disappeared.
Even he himself is gone.
The world was plunged into complete darkness.
In the darkness, a line of white text slowly appeared.
"After the winter break, I never saw Ma Jiaojiao again, not even once."
Grass!
Zhao Xun sat up in one sit-up.
Then I realized he was still lying in the soft, fluffy blankets.
Although the room was dimly lit, it was also very familiar; it was my own room.
Zhao Sun had a headache.
Being half asleep is an example of this.
Yesterday... no, today, what time did they play together until?
Zhao Xun remembered that at the beginning, everyone was talking about games, alliances, and struggles.
The conversation gradually became strange as it progressed.
It turned into things like having children and everyday family matters.
"...And what about you, senior? Do you like children?"
Zhao Xun was also a little sleepy at that time, and vaguely remembered that Ma Jiaojiao asked such a question.
Zhao Xun yawned, and her body, which had sat up, slid back into the quilt.
At the same time, he reached for the bedside table and unplugged his phone's charging cable.
10:13 AM.
It's getting late.
Zhao Sun casually browsed through his WeChat chat and inadvertently opened the chat window with the big girl.
It slid up a little more.
【Good morning, senior】
Good morning, senior.
【Oh ho ho, senior!】
These were all greetings exchanged a few mornings ago.
It won't be later than nine o'clock.
—It seems that her parents at home are stricter and don't let her get up too late.
But not today.
It's past 10 o'clock, and there's still no news.
Zhao Xun rolled her tired eyelids...
Is he still not awake?
It's so late today... but that's normal. She did go to bed late last night, but didn't her parents wake her up?
He thought for a moment, typed on the keyboard, and sent a message to the big girl.
【Why did you get up so late today?】
[Be careful, your parents might harass you.]
Sent.
Zhao Xun pushed his phone out of the covers and went back to sleep.
I'll check the replies after I wake up.
As he thought this, he let out a lazy yawn.
About thirty seconds later.
Wrapped in the blankets like a cicada pupa, Zhao Xun suddenly reached out with lightning speed and grabbed the phone back.
—Still no reply.
What the hell is going on?!
…
At this moment, only Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian are in the voice channel.
However, they didn't play games; instead, they looked for new games and chatted idly.
Sometimes we really have to thank the power of technology.
Without a phone and internet, Lu Yibei doesn't know how he would pass the boring time when his girlfriend isn't around.
However, on the other hand, some people, even with a phone and internet access, still don't receive any messages.
—Maybe next time I should buy a phone that can receive messages.
"Yes, I need to go out for a bit later," Lu Yibei said.
Ji Qingqian hummed in agreement and asked, "A date?"
"No, I was just shopping for clothes with Xu Che," Lu Yibei said.
Upon hearing this, Ji Qingqian became even more certain of her thoughts: "Oh, it's a date."
Lu Yibei said irritably, "Can you please stop making up these rumors about your boyfriend? I was just going to buy clothes with him, and I was afraid that before your dad beat me to death, I would freeze to death in that weather."
Ji Qingqian: "Then you need to buy some with high defense."
Lu Yibei: ...
Sparrows eat it.
High levels of defense are needed in every sense of the word.
"Aren't Mom and Dad home?" Lu Yibei asked.
"At home," Ji Qingqian said.
"Should I be more careful with my words?" Lu Yibei asked again.
"Not with me..."
Ji Qingqian was halfway through her sentence when she heard a ding-dong sound.
Someone has intruded into their channel.
Lu Yibei glanced at the familiar ID.
"Hmm? Bamboo shoots? What's wrong?"
Zhao Xun didn't answer Lu Yibei. After a pause, he greeted him first:
"Oh, Junior Sister Ji is here too."
Ji Qingqian paused for a moment, then cautiously asked:
"Is my timing off?"
Lu Yibei: ...
Zhao Sun: ...
Ji Qingqian was quite considerate: "Should we give you some private space?"
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